"Alright, then that sounds like a–..."

His thoughts were interrupted by rhythmic footsteps behind him. Looking back, he saw Midnight moving back and forth, her franticness seeming to make a come back.

"[i]Mija[/i]..."

He stood from his seat, went up to her, and slapped his hands right on her shoulders.

"[i]Mija[/i], enough. You're freaking me out."

Oleander quietly brushed past Iris to approach the window anew, but instead of jumping out they stood by and stared pensively out the clear glass. They looked back after a few moments of pregnant silence.

"AN INTERESTING VARIETY. I'M QUITE CONFUSED AS TO WHY LADY MIDNIGHT ADDED ME TO HER ARSENAL, BUT I SUPPOSE I SHOULDN'T BE SURPRISED AS SHE LET A HUMAN BE PART OF THE MIX."